This day started at 1:30 A.M. Mom was struggling to get up to the toilet. I heard her on the baby monitor in my room and went down to help. She has been having a lot of muscle and joint pain. So I massaged her back and got her settled back in after she used the bathroom. Her legs are getting very weak now and I didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone. So I opened up the recliner and went back to sleep.

I heard Joe leave at 6 and then prayed until I got the dogs up to walk at 7.

By 10 I was t the office for staff meeting. (Kristine was home with Mom today. I am so grateful for extra hands).

At noon a group of us hosted some missionary friends from China for lunch.

By 2 I was home walking the dogs and spending some more time in prayer.

I actually fell asleep in the recliner again. At 4 I made supper.

Then Joe and I braved the weather to Walmart to pick up pillows for Brenda’s bed. She flies in tomorrow to help with Mom for the next few months.

By 5:30 the storm had really picked up, but we were home for supper and tucked in for the night.

After supper I walked the dogs and then settled in to write for a bit.

Now I am ready for my final prayers and sleep. Life is not a sprint for me. It has become, is becoming a daily marathon. I think I need to get in better shape.

IS YOUR LIFE MORE A DAILY MARATHON OR A DAILY SPRINT?